On this day, Xue Jingyi received an invitation letter from the Chopin International Piano Competition. This is the grandest competition in the piano world. The school was admitted by Curtis College and gave a very generous scholarship.
At that time, Xue Zixuan won the championship in the youth group at the age of 12, and became the youngest student admitted by Curtis, so he became famous all over the world. He was known as the piano prince back then, and now he has already successfully crowned himself. When it comes to playing the piano, no player dares to claim that he can beat him.
His superb skills and abundant emotions have already conquered the world.
As his sister, Xue Jingyi received extensive attention from the media and insiders as soon as she signed up. They had high hopes for her, all speculating whether she would be the next piano queen. Of course, some people were worried that Xue Jingyi's body might not be able to support the cruel competition, so they were considering whether to send her a letter.
Xue Jingyi personally called the organizing committee and said that she could stick to the competition. In order to support her sister, Xue Zixuan took the initiative to sign a contract with the organizing committee and became a judge of the adult group.
He is only 27 years old this year, but it seems a little ridiculous to have to judge the qualifications of a group of players who may be older than him. However, as soon as the news came out, no one raised any objection. All the performers who submitted the application to the organizing committee believed that it was a great honor to have Xue Zixuan listen to their performances.
The organizing committee finally compromised and sent the invitation letter to Xue Jingyi. This competition is held every five years, and every spot is extremely precious. They naturally don't like to be absent, which is especially unfair to those who lose.
Xue Jingyi was so happy, this was the only good news Huang Yi received after she came to Xue's house. In the morning, after Huang Yi was picked up by Xue Yan, she pestered Xue Zixuan to accompany her to practice the piano.
She opened the lid of the piano and stroked the black and white keys with a smile, as if life was full of sunshine and hope again.
"Brother, can you help me choose the tune to play during the competition?" She took out a few sheet music.
Xue Zixuan looked out the window and said nothing.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xue Jingyi shouted cautiously.
Xue Zixuan then returned to his senses, his tone was indifferent, "You pick out what you are best at first to practice, and I will listen to it again and then say it again."
"Okay." Xue Jingyi happily opened one of the piano scores on the music stand and played a cheerful dance song. She did her best to impress her brother with the sound of the piano. If she could get a word of praise from him, it would be as if she had received the most precious gift in the world. She participated in the competition not only to gain admission to the Curtis Institute of Music, but also to attract her brother's attention, let him see his hard work and excellence, and thus love himself a little more.
Brother, look at me, okay? Please take a look at me! The cheerful dance music turned into a desperate cry at the end. Xue Jingyi pressed her hands on the piano keys, and a tear fell down her eyes. She ruined this dance song. If it was usual, my brother would have come over and scolded it severely, but now, he didn't even hear a single note. He stood by the window and looked into the distance, his back looked so lonely.
She knew that he was waiting for Huang Yi. For more than ten hours after Huang Yi left, he could maintain this posture until sunset. She wanted to go over and hug him, tell him out loud how much she loved him, and beg him to give her a little attention. These wild and eager thoughts all turned into smoke and dust when he saw his cold, inorganic eyes.
Pressing the keys repeatedly with both hands, making a harsh noise, but failing to make the man look back, Xue Jingyi gave up, wiped away her tears and asked calmly, "Brother, how is my playing?"
Xue Zixuan said without turning his head, "Continue." He was not listening at all, so he declined to comment.
Xue Jingyi almost couldn't help laughing. Is this still her brother? If it was before, he would have thrown her out long ago. Now, he can only see Huang Yi in his eyes, hear only Huang Yi in his ears, and can only think about the bits and pieces related to Huang Yi in his heart.
In his opinion, everyone except Huang Yi may be a mass of air.
Xue Jingyi caressed her tingling heart, opened the next sheet of music and played it. When she played the second measure, Xue Zixuan suddenly turned around to open the door, and hurried downstairs. Xue Jingyi's eyes changed slightly, as if thinking of something hidden behind the curtains and looking into the garden, she saw that Xue Yan's car was coming from a tree-lined path not far away.
Huang Yi is back.
Xue Jingyi watched with jealousy as her brother pulled him behind him for protection, and then watched Xue Yan stick out his head and explain something carefully. The two men looked at each other, their eyes filled with fiery hostility.
However, Huang Yi only said 'goodbye uncle' in a clear voice, and the ugly faces of the two instantly became happy. Obviously, their understanding of this sentence is very different, but their love for Huang Yi is so deep, he doesn't need to do anything earth-shattering, just raise his eyes and smile or open his mouth to please them.
They are clearly twins, but God gave him a healthy body, a beautiful smile, and extraordinary talents, and he has nothing but a heart that is riddled with holes. It's not fair!
When she thought about it like this, Xue Jingyi obviously forgot what luxurious and comfortable life she had lived in the past sixteen years, and also forgot the hardships her real relatives had suffered.
When she packed up and sat back in front of the piano full of jealousy, the door opened and Xue Zixuan led the boy in, her originally cold and indifferent face was now covered with a warm smile.
"You said just now that I would help you pick songs, which ones do you like?"
"It's all here." Xue Jingyi handed over a sheet of music, her heart was bitter. It turned out that he had not heard all the words he had said before and the tunes he had played. Although she had known it for a long time, she still felt extremely sad to see his attitude so different.
Zhou Yun Sheng leaned over and glanced at it. Xue Zixuan noticed his approach, smiled at him, took him into his arms, and put the sheet music on his lap for him to read. Xue Yan's departure put him in a good mood, and if possible, he hoped that he would never come back.
"Xiaoyi, why are you back?" Xue Jingyi tried her best not to look at the two who were leaning against each other.
"Uncle has something to deal with, he may not come to the stadium for a month or two." Zhou Yun Sheng blinked innocently. In fact, it wasn't that Xue Yan had something to do, but that he thought that today was the day Xue Jingyi received the invitation letter, so he came back on purpose, and signed many unequal treaties for this.
In the previous life, Xue Jingyi also received an invitation letter today, and then the system immediately issued a task to let him sabotage Xue Jingyi's game. But Destiny's Child is Destiny's Child. No matter how much Xue Jingyi was hit, she could quickly cheer up and become more and more brave. He remembered that in the final, he injured her finger, but she completed the difficult performance with amazing perseverance and won the championship.
It was also on that day that Xue Zixuan really regarded her as an excellent woman, not her sister.
In this life, he will not use the mentally handicapped means issued by the system to frame Xue Jingyi, he has a more fun plan.
"Jingyi, I heard that you received an invitation letter for the Chopin International Piano Competition? Congratulations." Zhou Yunsheng said with a smile.
"Thank you." Xue Jingyi nodded politely, secretly hating why Xue Yan didn't take him with him when he left.
"You can practice with Jingyi recently. She still has a lot of deficiencies in her skills. You can help her correct or give a correct demonstration." Xue Zixuan gently rubbed the young man's soft hair, with the joy of being lost and regained in his eyes.
Xue Jingyi's face was gloomy for a moment. Although the teenager has only just started to learn the piano, both skills and expressiveness have far surpassed her in her heyday. It is not an exaggeration to say a correction. But she still felt that her self-esteem was hurt.
She was just sick and neglected to practice for a long time, and if she worked hard to prepare for a month, she would definitely catch up with the teenager or even catch up. Thinking of this, she worked very hard when she played, and paid special attention to Xue Zixuan's opinions.
The young man no longer left him, but quietly nestled beside him with his tablet computer in his arms. Occasionally, when he was sleepy, he would sleep on his lap, which made Xue Zixuan smile often. He quickly regained his state and became the pianist who was very demanding of music. Once Xue Jingyi played a wrong note, she would sternly ask her to stop and start over.
At this time, Zhou Yun Sheng would raise his eyes and smile at Xue Jingyi. He knew that Xue Jingyi, who had turned black, would see this comforting smile as mockery and contempt, which would completely disturb her mind.
Sure enough, Xue Jingyi became more and more nervous every day, and her performance became more and more abnormal, especially Xue Zixuan asked Zhou Yunsheng to play it again in order to guide her after her mistake.
The boy's flawless performance was like an insurmountable chasm, which made Xue Jingyi clearly realize that no matter how hard she tried, she would never catch up with him. She forced herself not to show a cowardly look in front of her brother, but she knew that she was on the verge of collapse, and just a slight push from someone would completely collapse her self-confidence.
Staying in the piano room to practice was originally a pleasure for her, but now it has become a torment.
Zhou Yun Sheng saw that her face was haggard and his eyes were dim, and he knew that the heat was almost over. These days, he deliberately crushed her with his piano skills, in order to crush her self-confidence and force her to go further and further on the road of blackening, thus falling into madness. For those who have been in a desperate situation for a long time, there is only a fine line between sobriety and madness.
The two walked side by side towards the piano room, chatting and laughing at Yan Yan, but in fact each had their own thoughts.
Xue Zixuan took out a piano score and handed it over with a stern tone, "According to your level these days, you will be eliminated in the first round of preliminaries. This is the piece I picked for you. If you focus on practicing them well, it may guarantee you entering the finals."
Xue Jingyi hurriedly flipped through it after taking it, her face pale. This piano score only includes five pieces, which is recognized as the most difficult piano piece in the world. It is also called "Super Skill Etude". From the word "Super Skill", you can know how superb you must be to play them. Skill.
The world's top performers dare not boast that they can play all five pieces. In fact, they can be proud of two or three of them.
And Xue Zixuan is the only person in the world who can play these five pieces completely. The standard he set for Xue Jingyi was so high that she felt a heavy pressure at once.
When Xue Jingyi opened the score, her fingertips were shaking.
The first piece was the least difficult, but Xue Jingyi's mind went blank as soon as she saw its name. "Hell's Fire", the piano piece that uses the most double-tone technology, has a maximum of 120 double-tones in one measure, including 60 or 70 double-tone vibrato. Once the fingers are too tight during playing, it will also Or if the two notes are not equally stressed, the piece will be ruined.
A pianist once joked that a person who can play Hellfire perfectly should have more precise control over his hands than a robot.
Xue Jingyi took a deep breath and tried to relax her fingertips. You can do it, you can do it! She kept comforting herself, but something went wrong before she played the second line. A double tone broke, causing the melody to suddenly become sharp.
"Stop replaying." Xue Zixuan scolded sharply. Seeing that the boy who was playing with the computer's eyes were wide open, he seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly walked over and lightly stroked his hair.
The teenager smiled shyly, and lowered his head again to fiddle with the computer. Xue Zixuan then said in a slow tone, "Play it again, not only the fingertips need to be completely relaxed, but also the wrists."
Xue Jingyi nodded in agreement, but her hands were even more rigid. She bit her head and continued, and when she played to the end of the first measure, she was frightened by the dozen or so double tones that appeared in a row, her fingertips cluttered on the keys, and the originally beautiful melody became unpleasant. noise.
"Stop! What's wrong with you? I remember your level is more than that. Get out of the way, I'll show you again." Xue Zixuan frowned.
Xue Jingyi quickly stepped aside and looked at him uneasily.
Zhou Yun Sheng put down the computer, leaned on the edge of the piano and said eagerly, "Brother, this song is very interesting, can I play it again?"
Xue Zixuan's icy face melted instantly, and said warmly, "Come here and try."
Zhou Yun Sheng sat in front of the piano, first flipped through the sheet music, memorized it in his heart, and then got rid of the sheet music and played it freely. This piece originated from a nightmare of the composer. He dreamed that he had fallen into hell, where there were blue flames and terrifying demons. The flames scorched him, the demons chased him, he fled in fright, then woke up with a kick, only to realize that it was all just a dream.
So he wiped his sweat and laughed.
So the first three bars of this piece are full of dazzling double tones and double vibrato, creating a terrifying, gloomy and crazy atmosphere, but the last bar is full of relief and joy, making the audience completely get rid of the previous Frightened feeling. The huge emotional gap and the different styles before and after are the most dazzling places of this piece, and the continuous double tones have established the super difficulty of this piece.
Zhou Yun Sheng's slender fingertips slid on the keys, pressing down notes neatly and accurately. When he finished playing, Xue Jingyi unconsciously touched his arm and found a layer of goose bumps on it.
He played it so perfectly, his skill was almost on par with those of musicians who have been famous for many years.
Xue Zixuan stood by the piano, staring at the boy with an almost obsessive gaze. When he finished playing, he suppressed his frantic heartbeat and murmured, "Perfect, I have nothing left to teach you."
Zhou Yun Sheng smiled shyly.
Is there nothing left to teach? Even the king of the piano said such words, which shows that the young man's playing skills have reached a height that is difficult for others to match. Xue Jingyi's heart was full of holes, and several blood holes were corroded by the venom called jealousy. Seeing her brother wave at her, she reflexively took two steps back.
"Jingyi, did you see it clearly before? Come and play it again, remember to relax."
"Okay." Xue Jingyi looked down at the piano, and a faint blue flame suddenly burst out from the gap between the keys, whistling towards her face. She hurriedly leaned back to avoid the flames and almost fell.
Zhou Yun Sheng quickly gave a hand and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with you?"
"No, nothing at all." Xue Jingyi took a closer look, there was no flame on the keys, she was too nervous and had hallucinations. She slowly put her fingers up, but her fingertips felt unbearable pain as if they were being burned. It was obvious that she could play a wonderful melody with just one touch, but now, she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. The teenager played "Hell's Fire" so perfectly when she played it for the first time, and she wanted to climb to the top from the foot of this unattainable mountain, and even surpass it in the air, how could it be possible
Not to mention that she can't do it now, even in her heyday, she couldn't do it either. With just a few lines of notes, she lost, her confidence and pride, and her brother's attention.
How much she wanted her brother to stare at her with the same obsessive eyes, but she knew that she would never be able to beat the boy.
She suddenly lay on the piano and cried out in pain, her elbows and chest pressing on the keys, making a harsh humming sound. Xue Zixuan's expression changed, and she immediately picked her up and took her to the bedroom. The housekeeper heard the news and called the doctor while preparing medicinal materials and medical equipment.
Whether Xue Jingyi was really sick or pretending, Zhou Yun Sheng was not interested to know. He only knew that her pride and confidence had been completely crushed by him. In this way, the game can continue.
Xue Jingyi is pretending, she doesn't want to make a fool of herself in front of her brother, so Huang Yi who sets off is better.
Maybe it was because she had suffered too many blows. After waking up from a coma alone that day, she found that her psychological endurance had increased a lot. The pictures that used to make her heartache can now pretend to be indifferent. right.
The next morning, she quietly came to the piano room and sat in front of the piano in a daze. It took more than half an hour before she put her hands on the keys and tried to play the simplest dance piece, but the familiar melody didn't appear, instead a messy, meaningless string of notes.
The scores are clearly engraved in her mind, and they can emerge as soon as her eyes are closed, but in reality, she can't express them with the keys. She seems to have lost the ability to play.
Xue Jingyi was flustered, changed a song and continued to try. But the more eager she became, the less her fingers would obey. The sound of the piano, which had a little regularity, was completely messed up, and it was creaking like an old staircase that was about to collapse.
This is not music, but a tormenting noise. If my brother hears it, he will definitely close the lid of the piano and crush his hands. Xue Jingyi finally stopped and stared at her trembling hands in a daze.
She knew that in a short period of time, she might not be able to touch the piano again, because when she sat in front of the piano, what she felt was not expectation and pleasure, but fear and anxiety. Huang Yi's excessively excellent performance induced this mentality, and then it became more and more serious day by day, and it didn't really explode until he suffered a crushing blow yesterday.
Xue Jingyi gently closed the lid of the piano and returned to the bedroom. The piano room was covered with soundproof cotton, and she didn't wake anyone up, so she now has time to think quietly for a while. She turned on the computer and carefully browsed the relevant information about the heart transplant operation. In the past month or so, she has relied on this information to survive the blows again and again.
A report jumped out and stayed in her sight for a long time. After recovering from a heart transplant, a young man discovers that he has many inexplicable memories and abilities he never had before. This turned his life upside down. Experts analyzed that the human heart can also store memory, which can enable the heart transplant recipient to obtain some skills of the original owner. Some primitive tribes in Africa have the custom of devouring the hearts of their enemies to gain strength.
Xue Jingyi stared at the report with gloomy eyes, and after a long time she pursed her lips and smiled. If Huang Yi's heart is transplanted, can she also gain his extraordinary musical talent? How do you know if you don't try it
What is he, a container that stores his heart for himself, a poor creature living in his own shadow, why should he be afraid of himself
She laughed more and more sinisterly, and made a decision when she saw the invitation letter placed on the table.
Since she lost her ability to play in a short period of time, Huang Yi was asked to replace her in the competition. What she values is not the generous bonus, but the opportunity to study at the Curtis Institute of Music. Based on her ability, it would take at least several years of hard training to pass the exam, but Huang Yi could easily do it.
Anyway, he is also going to die, so just use it completely. After getting his heart and talent, no one will find out that the person who participated in the competition was not her.
Thinking like this, she calmly turned off the computer and pressed the emergency button.
The Xue family gathered around the hospital bed with haggard faces, especially Xue Li Danni, whose eyes were red from crying. Xue Jingyi took her hand and said weakly, "Mom, will I die?"
"What nonsense, you will be fine, we have already thought of a way. Husband, don't you think so?"
"Yes, as long as you take care of your body quickly, we can immediately perform surgery for you." The implication is that the heart is ready for you.
Xue Jingyi pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Xue Zixuan, who had a livid face, and said tentatively, "Brother, do you think I can get better?"
Xue Zixuan didn't say good or bad, stood up and walked out, without looking back, "You pay attention to rest."
He finally realized that his sister's survival was based on the death of the teenager, which made him suffocate in pain. He can't face Xue Jingyi's existence at all now. She is a defective product, but to make up for her incompleteness by killing genius, this is a crime!